Poor Bob Tucker, laying spread-eagled, unknowingly, on his own bed. Incapable of movement, sight or sound except at the whims of his captors. There were several of them, he deduced, from the hands he felt on his abused body. At least two were women, Rosa and someone else. Someone who had no qualms about roughing him up, using him at her will. But who and why...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is the third and last chapter. ***** I had met Cecilia Du...
She was back in the old converted barn that was the Ecstatic Sex clinic, or at least she assumed that's where she was. The room was decorated in the same Victorian style as the house where she'd spent her lunch hour, though it was not a part of the house she had been in. The room she was in looked like a bedroom, with a dressing table on one side of the room...
I topped the slight rise and looked down upon Leverton. From what I could see it was a small town with one main street and just a few side streets. In the late morning sun, it looked like the usual lazy country town. I spotted a filling station and pulled into it. As I stopped alongside the gasoline pump -- it only had one -- a young woman came out from what...
The inevitable paperwork! I was at an outpatient clinic preparing for an hour long session and not looking forward to it to say the least. I had been having trouble with circulation in my legs for some time and my doc had recommended an ultrasound procedure to check the venous and lymph systems. Name... last 'Jones' first 'Frank'; DoB mm/dd/yr 11/04/66; Mar...
It was a cold day in February. The weatherman had promised cold and a possibility of snow in the night, and Richard White (or Rick, as his friends called him) had gone to his grandparents' village for the day. He didn't want to be caught in a snowstorm, if there was going to be any snow, so he'd left the car at home and caught the early train. Then he took a...
This is the start of a series I have written for a very special fan of my work. She has been the motivation for this work. This is her story written by me. We would love to hear your feedback. * "Hey hon, what you doing?" asked Alan. "Off to the gym babe, I've been couped up inside all day and just need to do some exercise, hey want to join me?" replied J...
I must tell you about a very exciting sexual experience that my wife, Susie, and I enjoyed last week. I get hard just thinking about it now, but at the time it was just about the most amazing and naughty thing we had ever done. We had been wanting to expand our sexual horizons for some time, but were not interested in the swinging scene, since we were quit...
This is the second story in the saga about my long and wild affair with my co-worker Jennifer. Thanks go to Sinfully Hevanly who edited it and offered critical comments. Your feedback is most appreciated. * Jennifer opened the door to her hotel room. She looked like she was almost ready to go to the office. She had on a lovely royal blue blouse and a snug...
My name is Adam. I'm a twenty eight year old single guy who is temporarily out of work. I was working and going to school but when the company I work for cut back, I had to drop out of school. Since then I've just been living on what I can draw and doing some computer work on the side to help out. I live in a nice neighborhood in the suburbs. Most people ar...